'When I was little, adults used to say if you can control fire, it was a good thing.'
'In what ways?'
[color=FFCC99]'I'm not sure; I think they were referring to cooking. I guess I'm a good cook.'[/color]
Before, whenever he was lonely, he talked to himself, with a collision of thoughts. Since Dari had revealed himself, he normally got replies.
A candle's wick flared up within seconds, and was subdued at the same time. Darren's gaze settled intently on the burnt wick, and with a determined mind, the candle was lit again, burning a deep golden-red color. He dabbed his finger on it, burning it, intensely hot for a second, and then leaving a burn mark.
'Dare! Are you insane? That was hot!' The addressed could hear his brother's mumbled cursing in the back of his head.
He nipped the flame out with his fingers, scorching it once more. 'Small, but powerful; I had to see your reaction, Dari. You're like an internal thermometer. What is it?' He stroked a finger down the hot wax ignoring the shoots of pain that Darius obviously felt.
'Ten times the norm, at the worst... I advise you to think to measure it someway other that burning yourself...'
Dare just shrugged and poked the wick again, setting it aflame. His eyes shifted towards the window, and blankly he looked through it, and began to think.
'In what ways?'
[color=FFCC99]'I'm not sure; I think they were referring to cooking. I guess I'm a good cook.'[/color]
Before, whenever he was lonely, he talked to himself, with a collision of thoughts. Since Dari had revealed himself, he normally got replies.
A candle's wick flared up within seconds, and was subdued at the same time. Darren's gaze settled intently on the burnt wick, and with a determined mind, the candle was lit again, burning a deep golden-red color. He dabbed his finger on it, burning it, intensely hot for a second, and then leaving a burn mark.
'Dare! Are you insane? That was hot!' The addressed could hear his brother's mumbled cursing in the back of his head.
He nipped the flame out with his fingers, scorching it once more. 'Small, but powerful; I had to see your reaction, Dari. You're like an internal thermometer. What is it?' He stroked a finger down the hot wax ignoring the shoots of pain that Darius obviously felt.
'Ten times the norm, at the worst... I advise you to think to measure it someway other that burning yourself...'
Dare just shrugged and poked the wick again, setting it aflame. His eyes shifted towards the window, and blankly he looked through it, and began to think.